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I wondered to myself
Be still
And wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.
I can't stop thinking about you
Without tears, or noise or fanfare.
My life where someone is missing,
Yet my soul aches for you to return.
Maybe it's a blessing to go through hard times
A blessing for what needs to be asserted.
I need to learn to take care of myself
Before I can take care of someone else~
About the Creator
Kodah
- Storyteller, Love/Romance, Dark, Surrealism, Psychological, Nature, Mythical, Whimsical
~𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹~
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